Beth had heard the man coming up close to her, his footsteps and once he got close enough his heartbeat but she didn't look up until he spoke to her. It took her a moment to place the accent but she hoped the small friendly smile she offered him covered up the momentary pause when she'd been trying to place it. British. A few of her clients before she'd moved to Daytona had been British and they'd all treated her pretty nicely. Decently.
"I'm just taking this up to a...guy I met. Trying to pay him back for helping me out a few months ago," she said. It wasn't a refusal of his offer to help, she just wanted to make sure he knew that she wasn't going a long way with the cooler.